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Chapter 219
Chapter 219 - Welcome Senior Sister
Pang Veplon was the leader of the Misty Rain Tower.
The Middle Continent boasted one monastery, three pavilions, four families, and six sects, with the Misty Rain Tower being one of those six sects.
Less than half a day after the legendary Martial Monarch Cave appeared, he led the disciples from the sect to the location.
This was because the Misty Rain Tower was the closest to the Martial Monarch Cave.
It was so nearby that it was just across the river.
Pang Veplon was known for his leisurely lifestyle. He lacked a proper routine and enjoyed traveling the world. It was rare for him to return to the sect, but when he did, the elders immediately sent him on a mission.
Even asserting his authority as the leader couldn't change their decision.
“Sigh, this is truly frustrating!”
Pang Veplon sat down with a troubled expression, looking at the distant river. He sighed, “I still have three great places I haven't visited yet. It was so hard to come back, and I was so happy… Why was I suddenly dragged here to be a grave robber? I'm not going to be this troublesome OP!”
The disciples nearby exchanged bewildered glances. They looked at the small, unkempt old man with high status and gave awkward yet polite smiles.
Finally, Pang Veplon's disciple, the Misty Rain Tower's inner sect chief, Ji Yushu, stepped forward to persuade him.
“Master, stop complaining. You are absent from the sect for 365 days a year. If not for your appointment by the previous Tower Lord before he died, the elders wouldn't want you as the leader. Just accept it and stop resisting.”
Ji Yushu's appearance matched his name, with a face as clear as jade, exuding a scholarly aura. He had the typical appearance of an immortal sect disciple, starkly different from Pang Veplon's slovenly demeanor. They didn't seem like master and disciple.
However, as he squatted before Pang Veplon and began to speak, it was clear they were of the same lineage.
Pang Veplon looked bitter. After a while, he stood up and patted his clothes. He said fiercely, “In 150 years, I'll pass the position to you, kid. I'll let you experience the frustration of working for nothing!”
Ji Yushu stepped back and bowed, “There are still 110 years left. Just endure it.”
The disciples around them chuckled, trying to hold back their laughter.
Pang Veplon stomped his feet, stopped his complaining, and finally looked at the towering tomb in the distance.
The river flowed, washing away the soil. The tomb, resembling a palace, still stood on the partially collapsed riverbank.
People from various sects were already either sitting or standing on both sides of the river, all on guard and watching each other.
The lingering spiritual tide was still present but much weaker than before and gradually dissipating.
When the Misty Rain Tower arrived, none of the other sects knew this was the tomb of the famous Martial Emperor from a thousand years ago, nor did they know why he had disappeared.
However, half a day later, the Soul Haunt Ship released the news.
In an instant, all the sects were in an uproar.
The Misty Rain Tower immediately ceased their activities. Even though they were the first sect to arrive, they sensed there wasn't much for them to do here…
Sure enough, the Soaring Wisdom Sect, Blistook Pavilion, Sword Pavilion, and Twin Ridge Temple quickly followed, sending their disciples to investigate the situation.
Several smaller sects also came to watch. Although they didn't dare to approach the outer region, it was still a spectacular sight.
From the number of sects present, it seemed that even those who hadn't participated in the great war against the devil religion years ago were here.
After all, this was a body that had reached sainthood, likely nearing the great multiplication stage of the Martial Emperor realm. Naturally, the items left behind in his tomb would attract a lot of covetous attention.
Moreover, the massive spiritual wave fluctuation earlier either indicated the birth of heavenly materials or the emergence of secret realms.
Either way, it was worth investigating.
However, due to the urgency, the representatives of the major sects were all disciples who happened to be nearby. The highest cultivation among them was only at the Void Refining Stage.
For a moment, the strongest individual present was actually Pang Veplon, the Lord of Misty Rain Tower, who had merged with a Third Order expert.
If Misty Rain Tower intended to take the initiative, now would be the optimal time.
Although Pang Veplon, as an elder, would inevitably face criticism if he acted now, it was known that he had always been protective of his own. If it was for the future of his disciples, he might risk losing face…
Therefore, Misty Rain Tower, initially expected to be a bystander, had now become the center of attention.
However, Pang Veplon paid no heed to this. He introduced the disciples of various sects to his own disciples.
“Over there, the one in the black Daoist robe with a confident expression is from the Soaring Wisdom Sect. The one at the front holding a mace is one of the Three Prodigies of the Jade Void Sect, ranked ninth on the Divine Ying Ranking… The one speaking is Song Jie, one of the Three Prodigies of the Jade Void Sect. Hmm? Logically, he should be the one with the highest status among the Jade Void Sect disciples. Why is he still standing aside? It seems like they are waiting for someone.”
“This is the Blistook Pavilion. The sects within Blistook Pavilion have varying Daoist robe styles, but they all carry a jade plate on their waists. This time, it seems they didn't send any key disciples, likely due to the need to reorganize the chaos in the sect. I heard that their Destiny's Song Sword Cultivator recently went to the Northern Prefecture, intending to meet that Rakshasa Demon Girl.”
“And there's Twin Ridge Temple. They're just a bunch of bald monks. Let's not discuss them.”
“And this is the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion…”
… “This is the Sword Pavilion…”
“Then…”
The Misty Rain Tower disciples, who rarely interacted with their leader, listened with great interest. They were somewhat surprised. Despite their master's worldly travels, he knew a great deal about the younger generation in these sects, more than they did.
Finally, Pang Veplon patted Ji Yushu's shoulder, saying, “Of course, there's also our Misty Rain Tower's inner sect chief, the Tower Lord's only disciple, ‘Book Sword Master' Ji Yushu, Earth Rank 32, not bad, not bad.”
Ji Yushu,…
Next to him was a member of the Green Mountain sect, one of the six sects often at odds with Misty Rain Tower, who sarcastically said, “How many years has it been since I last saw you? How dare you boast? Shame on you.”
A disciple from Misty Rain Tower immediately retorted angrily, “What right do you have to speak ill of Senior Brother Ji?!”
Ji Yushu didn't mind the ridicule. He just felt a bit awkward. As he was about to awkwardly stop his furious junior brothers and sisters, he suddenly heard an uproar from the other side. It overshadowed the initial discussion, breaking the tacit understanding of “silence.”
The crowd was stunned and turned toward the source of the commotion.
There were a few exclamations from Xia Shui: “Jade Void Soft Mist,” “Daoist Priest Song Na,” why is she here? “Yunyun…
The disciples of Misty Rain Tower and other sects instinctively looked toward the Soaring Wisdom Sect. All of them were wide-eyed in shock.
With Song Jie, the ninth genius of the Jade Void Trio, leading, the disciples of Soaring Wisdom Sect stood on both sides and bowed, “Welcome, Eldest Senior Sister.”
“Creee!”
A crane's cry came from the clouds. The white crane descended, carrying a slender figure on its back, fluttering in the wind. Her black hair and flowing sleeves gave her an ethereal appearance, as if she might take flight with the wind.
She descended from the crane's back, her dark hair and snow-white skin giving her an ethereal aura. Her eyes were clear and indifferent, untouched by any earthly dust.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
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